dianaagron: Each step I’d taken was a choice: to go left, to go right, go forward or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate. Sometimes between life and death. And then, some of those choices
dianaagron: Each step I’d taken was a choice: to go left, to go right, go forward or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate. Sometimes between life and death. And then, some of those choices
dianaagron: Each step I’d taken was a choice: to go left, to go right, go forward or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate. Sometimes between life and death. And then, some of those choices
dianaagron: Each step I’d taken was a choice: to go left, to go right, go forward or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate. Sometimes between life and death. And then, some of those choices
dianaagron: Each step I’d taken was a choice: to go left, to go right, go forward or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate. Sometimes between life and death. And then, some of those choices
dianaagron: Each step I’d taken was a choice: to go left, to go right, go forward or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate. Sometimes between life and death. And then, some of those choices
dianaagron: Each step I’d taken was a choice: to go left, to go right, go forward or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate. Sometimes between life and death. And then, some of those choices
dianaagron: Each step I’d taken was a choice: to go left, to go right, go forward or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate. Sometimes between life and death. And then, some of those choices
